Chapter 1982

The boy sitting in the last row has shallow eyebrows and good-looking eyes. When he looks at people with determination, he seems to give people a very affectionate feeling. Everyone in the class talks about it one after another, or bless the professor with a smile, or the boyfriend of the gossip professor. He is the only one who stretches his legs slightly, but his memory is like a river, overlapping in a certain space.

That year, Xiaoyuan, who was drunk, stood among a group of secret service soldiers holding a bottle of Maotai and shouted, "I have a boyfriend!"

There was a dead silence around.

……

Seven years ago.

When Jack was eighteen years old, he just got off the ship and went to the Army Academy (West Point) An instructor he was familiar with couldn't teach because his wife had children, so he was asked to replace him for a period of time. After Jack finished his service on the ship, he just rested and promised to be an instructor in the military academy.

The assistant handed him a list. This time, there were young soldiers from 16 countries selected to west point. Looking at the list, he was attracted by the red flag behind a name. No one has entered the military academy in this country for three years. Westerners and Orientals have different systems in talent training, and the West needs to be more comprehensive. In addition, most Orientals can't keep up with the physical fitness required by military academies. It is difficult for special forces in many Eastern countries to obtain qualifications. All Europeans and Americans or blacks in military academies have congenital physical conditions.

"Mu yuan..." Jack's Chinese is not so good. It's simple. Hello, goodbye, you're so beautiful. In this type of language, he's always serious. He doesn't know how to read it until he looks it up in the dictionary.

The instructor of the water station said that he was a military genius.

Jack didn't say a word, slightly raised his eyebrows, and said slightly sarcastically, "how many wars has a 16-year-old boy seen, and can he be a military genius?"

He doesn't believe it!

At four o'clock in the morning, the whistle blew the whole freshman building. Jack stood with his hands behind his back and waited on the assembly space in front of the building. The freshman building was in chaos. Five minutes later, a teenager in army uniform jumped down from the second floor and landed firmly in front of him. Jack thought, well, this action is flowing and beautiful.

Army commander, Lieutenant rank.

Black hair, black eyes, contour not as deep as Westerners, wheat skin, the boy at the age of 16, not fully developed, looks only 1.73 meters, not tall, handsome and childish, in Jack's view, just a boy who hasn't grown up.

At first glance, Mu yuan was amazing, good... A perfect face, deep and exquisite. The only drawback was that he was like a ball of ice, wrapped in inaccessible indifference.

There were only two people in the assembly area. Three minutes later, a second teenager jumped down from the second floor and stood beside Mu yuan.

This teenager was sent by the French army. He was also a lieutenant and a special forces soldier. He was good at blasting and fighting. Jack found that he could quickly match the teenager's face, name and what they were good at with the pictures in his mind.

After 12 minutes, all 53 people gathered.

Jack said, "look to the right, do you see your national flag?"

On the right side of the freshmen, the national flags of the sixteen countries are flying at half waist.

Jack said, "in the tradition of the military academy, you go to raise the flag yourself every morning. Here, those who fail the examination every three days are eliminated, and finally there are only ten students who can complete their homework perfectly. Whether your flag can fly in the freshman area of the military academy depends on whether you earn face for your motherland."

He rarely said such a big speech, and the students followed his eyes and looked at the flag area.

Mu yuan looked at the flagpole on the far left. The five-star red flag was on the waist and was arranged at the end. He knew that Chinese students were rarely seen in the military academy. The physical quality of Asians was not as good as that of Europeans and Americans. They would be beaten down in the previous rounds of selection, and those who could come in were outstanding. The last lieutenant colonel who entered the military academy had been three years ago, and there had been no Chinese soldiers in recent years.

This is the best resource Military Academy in the world.

Jack stepped back. "Count off!"

Mu yuan had a hard time on his first day in the military academy. The lieutenant colonel had warned him long ago that freshmen would be tortured by old students in the past, especially Asians, who could not resist, could only endure, and must be tough.

As a discipline.

On the first day, he was tortured by the old students and did 800 push ups and two hours of single shot until his leg cramped. Mu yuan was silent and rarely had conflicts with people. The heavy tasks every day made people crazy.

Every morning, he appeared at the assembly site five minutes on time.

On the third morning, Jack saw Mu yuan appear in the assembly site on time, and his calf was shaking.

Every morning, Jack came to stage a three minute look at each other. Jack thought it was very interesting. It turned out that Mu yuan's face was very vague. After three days, he was a little impressed.

He had long heard that Mu yuan was tortured by his old team members.

This kind of thing is hardly surprising in the military academy. These days, he trains freshmen. Mu yuan is all-around in every event. Except that his physical fitness is a little worse than that of Europeans and Americans, his grades are the first, and his comprehensive grades are also the first. You are still an Asian, and you don't torture anyone.

"You ranked first in today's assessment." Jack said.

It was the first time in three days that Jack spoke to Mu yuan alone.

"Yes!"

"Question?"

"No problem, sir!"

Jack glanced at him and nodded, "good luck."

Although Mu yuan will be made difficult and tortured by the old students, the soldiers have military rules and will not make intrigues. At most, they want to grind Mu yuan. Mu yuan is very tolerant. The officer who went back last time told him that everything can be arranged backwards. Whose flag is still hanging on the playground is the winner. Even if they are made difficult and tortured, it doesn't matter. The military rules all over the world are the same, It won't be on guard like a palace plot. Everyone can be selected. They are all the favourites of heaven. It is common to dislike each other. After getting along for a long time, we have several tasks together. When we are familiar, we will get along well.

After a round of screening, there were still 45 people left. Mu yuan was the only Oriental face. During this period, the students worked together on a task. The group became familiar with each other, and Mu yuan's status of being excluded gradually improved.

On this day, the people of Mu yuan's team were having dinner, and Soro in their team hurriedly ran over, "no, no, on the school court, Barton and Berg... They are going to fight with the instructor."

"What's going on?"

Mu yuan and others stopped eating, and hurried to the school yard. A large crowd surrounded the school yard. Jack stood in the center. Barton and Berg looked like two angry lions.

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In this chapter, there is a part of the small theater content of the national male god falling in love with me. Please forgive me for reading it. I still want to write about the first time I met you, not for example!